A few years ago we bought a used pick-up truck from a very nice young man. He studied autobody in a trade school, and worked at his father's shop. He had gotten himself into debt and was trying to get out, working multiple jobs and selling what he could.
Jump forward to the present
The truck's frame was rusted and my local mechanic said it wasn't worth putting a new exhaust in. My wife, on a whim, contacted the young man whom we bough it from, he came out and took a look and said he could indeed weld on to the structurally sound parts of the frame. He had moved to CT and was engaged. Still working to get reduce his debt, he works for an autobody shop, and also does his own work on the side. My wife checks in from time to time to see what his progress is, but this weekend our work got delayed. When he got up one morning he found his fiancee's wife's car up on blocks and a couple of wheels were stolen. Also $1,000s of tools were stolen out of his car, that he needs both for his job, and his side work. This is a real good kid, in his 20s, trying to do everything right and follow the rules. His cars were not the only ones to be broken into in his neighborhood, but this is a rural area and houses are not close together.
Some people just suck.
That's a bummer :-(
It will happen more..unfortunately..
I had to servive theft too..
Luckily, I've only ever had one theft from a vehicle. 'Way back, I parked in downtown Winnipeg, and "forgot" to lock my car. I attribute the mental lapse to the young lady who was accompanying me to a movie. When we got back, a couple of home made cassette tapes [I said it was 'way back] from the glovebox and a few loose coins that were on the console were gone. However my [decent quality] ball cleats and glove that were on the floor in the backseat were untouched. Once again, luck triumphs over brains!!
Sadly, in too many cases like the one Dave describes, we're left to hope that Karma works.
Not just petty crooks either.
Edited by - prooftheory on 03/31/2020 09:31:41
Originally posted by DC5
Some people just suck.
Once, we sublet the house we rented, while we took an out of town job for the winter. Came home to find our subletters had sublet to someone who operated a "midnight auto parts store." That was thirty years ago, and I'm still fuming over it. Hope your friend has better days soon.
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